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lifehackable:

More Tumblr Life Advice Here

collegehumor:

This HR dept doesn’t negotiate with Terrorists.

Finish reading This Is The Most Passive-Agressive Office Note Battle We’ve Ever Seen

thewonderwheel:

RIP: Jay Adams (1961-2014)

bloghansonplace:

[VÍDEO] Hanson na rádio 92.9 em Perth
http://www.929.com.au/shows/heidi-will-woody/videos/hanson-apply-for-a-perth-band/

acid fusion….ok taylor

bloghansonplace:

[VÍDEO] Hanson na rádio 92.9 em Perth

http://www.929.com.au/shows/heidi-will-woody/videos/hanson-apply-for-a-perth-band/

acid fusion….ok taylor

bloghansonplace:

Mmmbop! 😍

givemeinternet:

This makes me happy

givemeinternet:

This makes me happy

teamzaylor:

taylorhanson:

My photos of Taylor— Sydney, 13/8/14

thank you for sharing!

yes thank you

whitegirlsaintshit:

kumasenpai:

Just swagged on everyone.

ok, I see you Charlie, even though you got on plaid bermuda shorts

gingerhaole:

I used to talk to you constantly. You were never physically there (except for that one time), but you were the sounding board when I needed to let things out, things I couldn’t heap onto anyone else. Sometimes you talked. You knew what to say. You never made decisions for me. You only asked what I thought I should do, and it helped. You were one of the greatest comforts of my life, and you are totally unaware of it.
I hadn’t talked to you for a long time. It felt silly. Maybe I was doing okay on my own, or maybe there were others I felt comfortable talking to, but for no reason, there you were again the other afternoon, in the passenger seat of my car on the way to work. I talked about baby things, about my apprehensions. You said it was alright. Nobody is ever ready. Nobody knows what they’re doing at first. Your first kid was born when you were what, nineteen? Now you’ve got five. You know what you’re doing, but it took you some time. It’s okay if I don’t feel ready. It’ll be okay.
And you showed up in a dream later, which hasn’t happened in years. It was such a comforting surprise. It was an evening of music, with strings of fairy lights hung over a crowded lawn, everyone talking, reminiscing, relaxing. There you were in a silly neckerchief and bare feet, sipping a shandy, your smile creasing crow’s feet out to the edges of the world. It was nice to see you again.

I <3 you, sooooo much Lily! 

gingerhaole:

I used to talk to you constantly. You were never physically there (except for that one time), but you were the sounding board when I needed to let things out, things I couldn’t heap onto anyone else. Sometimes you talked. You knew what to say. You never made decisions for me. You only asked what I thought I should do, and it helped. You were one of the greatest comforts of my life, and you are totally unaware of it.

I hadn’t talked to you for a long time. It felt silly. Maybe I was doing okay on my own, or maybe there were others I felt comfortable talking to, but for no reason, there you were again the other afternoon, in the passenger seat of my car on the way to work. I talked about baby things, about my apprehensions. You said it was alright. Nobody is ever ready. Nobody knows what they’re doing at first. Your first kid was born when you were what, nineteen? Now you’ve got five. You know what you’re doing, but it took you some time. It’s okay if I don’t feel ready. It’ll be okay.

And you showed up in a dream later, which hasn’t happened in years. It was such a comforting surprise. It was an evening of music, with strings of fairy lights hung over a crowded lawn, everyone talking, reminiscing, relaxing. There you were in a silly neckerchief and bare feet, sipping a shandy, your smile creasing crow’s feet out to the edges of the world. It was nice to see you again.

I <3 you, sooooo much Lily! 

person: get your license
me: The Road Is A Terrifying Place And I Am Very Afraid To Drive
k-lionheart:

tittily:

cant get authentic italian cuisine like this anymore

i don’t even know where to start with this post

k-lionheart:

tittily:

cant get authentic italian cuisine like this anymore

i don’t even know where to start with this post